Cry for victory

This life we live is but a tale

Eternal detention without chance of bail

To battle; to war; to strife for peace

Stability, joy, love and ease!

This life we live is but a desperate prayer

Sung by a toiler in the dusty air

In the warring journey to find solace; refuge

With hands so bare yet his baggage so huge!

This world is but a hostile rival

Whose residents wade on for a chance to survival

That perpetuates the customs of hatred and fear

That robs its people of all they endear

But there are burning hopes that our victory hangs upon.

God bless the struggle for peace, dear soldier, fight on!